In which: self isolation day 121

Finished my yearly reading challenge on the first week of the summer holidays because of lockdown.
Started reading a truly awful book for book club. It has the most atrocious analogy I’ve ever read: ‘‘The president is sitting at his desk eating a sandwich the way a German shepherd would try to eat a balloon filled with mayonnaise’.
Lots of my Orla Kiely stuff was delivered.
PP returned from Glasgow sunburnt and hungover.
Stayed home.